Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2005 14:04:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Michaels
Subject: loves to show off 9
Loves to Show Off - 9
by James Michaels
cincysoxandundies@yahoo.com
Note: Thanks to the guys who have taken the time to e-mail me about this
series; I'm glad that many of you are enjoying them. As I have mentioned
before, the stories are inspired by my own experiences, particularly when I
was younger. As you can probably tell, I am very much into showing off,
stripping, underwear, shoes and socks, and all kinds of public scenes. I
love to hear from guys who are into the same things. Thanks!
Christopher's father had been getting on him lately about earning his own
money and learning responsibility, so Chris begrudgingly agreed to try to
find a part-time job. After school one day Chris decided to apply at a few
places. He didn't bother to change out of his school uniform since he
thought he would look professional dressed in the dress slacks, shirt and
tie he wore to school.
Chris stopped into a copy center and filled out an application. When he was
finished, the assistant manager said he could interview Chris now if he had
time. The assistant manager was a young man who looked to be about
college-aged to Chris. He had blond hair and blue eyes and was very good
looking. Chris readily agreed to an interview. The assistant manager
introduced himself as David and escorted Christopher back to a small
office.
Chris sat down in a chair while David closed the office door. Rather than
sit down behind the desk, David sat down on the chair next to Chris. "Man,
I've been on my feet all day and these new shoes are killing me," said
David. "Do you mind if I take them off?"
"No, not at all," said Chris. He watched as David untied his dress shoes
and pulled them off his feet. He had on black nylon dress socks, and as the
shoes came off, Chris caught a whiff of new leather and perspiration from
the socks.
"Aw, that's better," said David. "So what made you apply here?" As Chris
answered his questions, David kept moving his legs and feet around. He
would cross and uncross them or slide his feet on the carpet, and often he
would bump Chris' legs or feet since they were sitting so close.
At one point David had his left leg crossed over his right knee, and Chris
had his right leg crossed over his left leg so that their feet were just
inches apart. Chris was wearing a pair of loose slip on dress shoes, and
the heel of his shoe had popped off so that it was dangling from his
foot. As David moved his foot, he knocked Chris' shoe so that it flew off
of his foot and onto the floor. "Oh, sorry about that," said David. "You
know, since I took my shoes off, it's only fair if you want to take yours
off too."
"O.K., great," said Chris. He kicked his other dress shoe off and slid his
feet in his grey socks on the carpeted floor. "That feels better."
As David continued to ask Chris questions, he casually rested his socked
feet on top of Chris'. Since the boy didn't move his feet away, David
started to rub Chris' feet with his own. He also noticed that Chris had a
boner tenting his dress pants, and David was getting one of his own.
"Boy, it's really hot in here," said Chris, now starting to sweat.
"Yeah, this little office doesn't get much air so it gets really stuffy,"
said David. "Feel free to make yourself comfortable. Take your tie off and
loosen your shirt if you want."
"Thanks, I will," said Chris. "But why don't you too?"
"Good idea," said David, taking off his own tie and loosening his shirt. "I
have to get some paperwork out of my desk," he said, getting up and moving
to his chair behind the desk. He pulled some papers out of a drawer and
continued asking Chris questions.
As Chris answered questions, he continued unbuttoning his shirt until it
was open all the way in the front. "I hope you don't mind," he said, "but
it's really hot in here."
"No, I don't mind," said David, "get as comfortable as you want."
"Great, thanks," said Chris, standing up. He took his shirt all the way off
and let it slip onto the floor, then undid his dress trousers, let them
fall to his ankles, then stepped out of them. He now had on only his grey
socks and a pair of red, white and blue striped briefs.
"Wow, those are cute," said David, admiring the underwear.
"Thanks," said Chris, smiling. He sat back down and the two continued to
talk. As they did, Chris noticed movement going on underneath the desk. He
wondered what David was doing, although he had a pretty good idea.
The two were startled when there was a knock on the door. "Uh oh," said
David.
"Don't worry," said Chris, "I will hide." He grabbed his clothes and slid
underneath the desk where David was sitting. It was a tight fit, but he
squeezed in. When he did, he was not surprised to find that David had also
taken off his pants and was sitting in his white briefs and dress socks.
"Come in," called David once Chris was hidden under the desk.
The door opened and Jeremy, one of the employees, came in. "David, can I
talk to you about something?" Jeremy asked.
"Uh, right now?"
"Well I wanted to talk to you before I left, and my shift is up soon."
"Uh, O.K.," said David, "have a seat, but I don't have too much time. I'm
interviewing someone for the new job."
Jeremy looked around the office. "Where is he?"
"Uh, he went to the restroom."
"Oh, O.K.," said Jeremy, sitting down in the chair. He saw David's shoes on
the floor and kicked them aside. "I wanted to talk to you about my hours."
As Jeremy talked, David became aware of movement under his desk. He could
feel Chris pulling his briefs down, exposing his boner. As he felt Chris
take his cock into his mouth, he let out a gasp.
"Are you O.K.?" asked Jeremy.
"Uh, yeah, fine," said David. "Go on."
David only half listened to Jeremy as he enjoyed the sensation of Chris
sucking on his dick. As Chris sucked and licked his erect cock, David could
also feel his hands pulling his underwear all the way down and off. He got
so turned on knowing he was naked except for socks under the desk right in
front of Jeremy, who continued to whine and complain about his hours.
As he gave David a blow job, Chris pulled his own underwear off so that he
was now naked except for his dress socks. He masturbated himself as he
sucked his potential new boss's dick.
After a few more minutes, David could feel himself about to have an
orgasm. He let out a grunt as his jizz began to shoot out of his dick.
"Are you O.K.?" asked Jeremy.
"Uh, yeah, fine," said David as his cum continued to spurt out of his
dick. He could also feel cum hitting his socks, and he knew that Chris must
be shooting his sperm all over his socks.
Finally Jeremy quite his complaining and left the office. Chris emerged
from under the desk, now wearing David's white briefs. He pulled the rest
of his clothes back on. "So what do you think?"
"I think you got the job," said David, smiling.
"Thanks," said Chris. "I left something for you under the desk. See you
later," he said, walking out of the office.
David looked under his desk to find Chris' briefs on the floor.
A couple of weeks later Chris was working at the copy shop and had
volunteered to take a Friday night shift that no one else wanted. So he
found himself working alone with few customers coming in. He had decided to
dress comfortably that night, so he was wearing some baggy jeans, a
T-shirt, loose sneakers and white ankle socks. He had already kicked off
his sneaks and was walking around the shop in his socks. He was working on
a big project that David has asked him to do, making many bound copies of a
report. As he was carrying a large stack of the bound copies from the copy
machine to the shelves, be could feel his baggy jeans begin to slip
down. Just then he heard the bell as a customer came in the door. "I'll be
right with you," he called out. As he carried the stack to the shelves, his
pants gave in to gravity and fell down to his ankles. He had no choice but
to step out of his jeans and walk to the shelves in his underwear. He had
worn bright red briefs which his short T-shirt did not cover.
Chris tossed the stack of reports onto the shelves and walked to the
counter to help the customer who had walked in. He was relieved to see that
it was a young guy, so he wasn't embarrassed about being in his
underwear. "Hi, can I help you?"
"Hey man, looks like you had some difficulty there," said the young man,
smiling.
Chris smiled back. "Yeah, I figured there was no way I could hold onto my
pants without dropping what I was carrying, so I let them go. It doesn't
bother you, does it?"
"No man, it's cool," said the guy, still smiling. "I have to make some
copies. If you could just show me how to use one of the machines, I can
make them myself."
"Sure," said Chris, "come on back here and use the machine in the corner."
He walked back to the machine as the young guy followed him. Walking around
the store in his underwear and socks had gotten him very excited, so he now
had an erection creating a bulge in his briefs.
He stood in front of the machine explaining how it worked as the young man
stood directly behind him, peering over his shoulder to watch. The man was
so close, Chris could feel him pressing against his back. He could even
feel that the guy had an erection which was rubbing up against Chris' butt.
"Hey man, it's cool you feel comfortable enough to walk around in your
undies," said the guy. "It looks like nobody can see us back behind this
beg machine. You think I could get comfy too."
"Sure," said Chris, "I don't mind. You can call me Chris, by the way."
"Cool, thanks, my name is Gary," he said, kicking off his sneakers. He
unzipped and dropped his jeans, kicking them off to expose his
boxers. "O.K., show me how to use this thing again."
Again Chris explained how the copier worked as he could feel Gary press up
against his back. He could feel Gary's boner pressing up against his butt
still with only the thin fabric of their underwear separating them. As
Chris pointed to different buttons on the copier, Gary leaned over him and
pressed himself closer. All of the moving around ended up causing Gary's
boner to work its way out of the fly of his boxers. As he continued to lean
against Chris' back, Chris could feel Gary's hard-on rubbing up against the
thin cotton of his briefs-clad bottom.
"Let me get these copies going for you," said Chris, punching the right
buttons to copy and collate. He had no intention of moving.
"Thanks, Chris, I really appreciate your helping me out," said Gary as he
continued to rub his dick against Chris' butt.
"Hey, I'm glad to help," said Chris. He rubbed his own boner up against the
edge of the copy machine as Gary ground his crotch against his back side.
Suddenly Gary started to grunt in Chris' ear. "Oh, man, I'm gonna shoot,"
he said.
As Gary continued to grunt, Chris could feel cum soaking into the back of
his underwear. Gary ground his rigid dick against Chris as wave after wave
of cum spilled out of his throbbing cock onto the boy's briefs.
"Oh, man, I'm sorry, I jizzed all over your undies," said Gary. He tucked
his cock back into his boxers and started to pull his jeans on.
"It's O.K.," said Chris. "Oh, and your copies are done."
"Thanks, I will make sure I come here for all my needs," said Gary,
smiling. "My copying needs, I mean."
"Great, I'm here to serve," said Chris.